I agreed to be a kept man, but I'm still being punished by the system.

Su Man wanted to see what tricks this young man was up to.

"Can."

She squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, but her body remained perfectly upright as she sat up straight, distancing herself from the executive desk and maintaining an absolutely safe posture.

Lin Yang didn't say much. He walked around the large desk and went behind Su Man.

A cool, sophisticated perfume scent mingled with her unique body fragrance, filling her nostrils.

His hand gently rested on Su Man's shoulder, which was covered by a white suit.

The moment her fingertips touched the fabric, Su Man's body visibly stiffened, like a startled cat.

Lin Yang did not rush to make a move.

Countless pieces of knowledge about the [Massage Mastery] skill flowed through his mind in an instant.

The next second, he moved.

His thumb precisely located the "Gaohuang" acupoint on the inside of her scapula, and he pressed down slowly, gradually increasing the pressure.

"Um……"

Su Man's body trembled violently, and a suppressed groan escaped from her nose.

A sensation that was sour, numb, and swollen spread out from that point like an electric current, rushing straight to the top of the head!

right here!

This is the point that keeps her tossing and turning, causing her so much pain!

She had never found this location so precisely in any of the physical therapy rooms she had ever been to!

A storm raged within Su Man's heart.

The wariness and suspicion in her eyes were rapidly crumbling.

This...this is not an ordinary massage!

Lin Yang's hands didn't stop. His fingers seemed to have eyes, pressing, kneading, and plucking along her stiff trapezius muscles, from the base of her neck to her shoulders.

His technique was steady and powerful, with a clear rhythm.

Sometimes it's like spring rain nourishing the earth, soothing and relaxing; other times it's like a heavy hammer striking a drum, directly targeting the lesion.

Su Man's tense body began to relax involuntarily.

Her back, which had been ramrod straight, slowly relaxed in the chair.

Her clenched teeth slowly loosened.

In the office, only her increasingly rapid breathing could be heard.

Lin Yang moved his fingers to the back of her neck, pressing each acupoint precisely along the Fengchi and Fengfu acupoints.

When his fingertips pressed on a key point and applied a spiraling force—

"what!"

Su Man could no longer control herself, and a short, high-pitched groan escaped her lips.

It was a primal scream that followed the ultimate pleasure.

An indescribable pleasure surged from her tailbone straight to her brain, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

Deep within my body, it felt as if something had been completely unlocked, and the fatigue and aches that had been building up for years found an outlet and burst forth.

She went limp and slumped in the chair, breathing rapidly, two intoxicating blushes rising on her snow-white cheeks.

"You...you're amazing..."

Her voice was broken and trembling, with a hint of disbelief and gasps.

"I...I can't take it anymore!"

She turned her head, and her usually cold and sharp eyes were now shimmering with tears as she looked at Lin Yang behind her with a dreamy gaze.

The suspicion and wariness in her eyes had diminished considerably, replaced by a complex emotion she herself was unaware of.

Lin Yang's fingers stopped.

The office was eerily quiet, save for Su Man's rapid, disordered breathing, each breath striking the silent air.

Lin Yang could feel the burning heat under his palms.

If he wanted, he could easily turn this massage into another conquest.

But he didn't.

Just then, a line of cold blue text appeared clearly on his retina.

[Congratulations, host! Your obedience rate has increased to 73% for Su Man, the number one in the "Soft Rice Encyclopedia"!]

Lin Yang's heart was jolted by the string of numbers.

He knew that now was not the time to press his advantage.

That out-of-control groan just now was a sign of her body's complete surrender, but it also served as a wake-up call for her reason.

This high and mighty female director was like a cat that had been thoroughly petted and was now exposing its belly, but whose claws were still sharp.

Go any further, and her taut nerves will snap completely, resulting in either utter submission or a frenzied backlash.

It’s too late.

"Taking it hard" requires the ability to control the situation.

Lin Yang slowly lifted his hand from her warm, smooth neck.

The lingering touch on my fingertips was so delicate it sent shivers down my spine.

As he left, Su Man's body trembled almost imperceptibly, the moisture in her eyes quickly receded, and reason and coldness regained their dominance.

But the intoxicating blush that lingered on her cheeks could not be concealed no matter what.

Lin Yang walked back to the huge ebony executive desk, stood still again, and resumed his subordinate posture.

He kept his head down, as if he weren't the one who had just caused her to lose her composure.

"Mr. Su, your neck and shoulder problems are caused by long-term strain. One massage can only provide temporary relief. To cure them completely, you need long-term care."

His voice was steady, without any extra emotion.

Su Man didn't speak. She supported her forehead with one hand, and unconsciously rubbed the back of her neck where it had just been pressed with the other.

There, a warm current was still slowly spreading, and the unprecedented sense of relaxation made her feel somewhat dazed.

Lin Yang looked at her tired profile and continued speaking.

"Besides massage, I can also cook a few nourishing and health-promoting dishes."

He paused, then looked up, meeting her gaze with a frank expression.

"If you don't mind, Mr. Su, I can make it for you to try next time."

That sentence was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

Su Man's eyes flickered.

Massage, cooking...

This recent college graduate is gradually showing her his value beyond his young and strong physique.

Is it possible to learn that much in four years of university?

A few seconds later, Su Man waved her hand, her voice returning to its usual cool tone, but no longer so piercing.

"go out."

"OK."

Lin Yang didn't say anything, turned around, opened the heavy oak door, and walked out.

The moment the door was gently closed, the office fell into absolute silence once again.

Su Man slowly leaned back in her chair, feeling as if all the bones in her body had been disassembled and reassembled, leaving her feeling weak and powerless.

She closed her eyes, but the scene kept replaying in her mind.

The warmth of those hands, the precise force, the intense, tingling sensation that left her mind blank...

And his last words.

Should I cook for her?

How long has it been since she heard such words?

When her ex-husband was alive, the house only had a cold nanny and a cook.

After the divorce, all that remained was endless work and social engagements.

An indescribable emptiness welled up from the depths of my heart.

Su Man suddenly opened her eyes, the dazed and tender look in her eyes vanishing instantly, replaced by the sharpness and calmness characteristic of a powerful businesswoman.

She couldn't think about it anymore.

This is all too abnormal.

She reached out, opened the laptop in front of her, and her fingers flew across the keyboard.

Soon, an employee file sent from the human resources department was retrieved.

On the screen was Lin Yang's ID photo, which showed a hint of youthful awkwardness.

Name: Lin Yang

Age: 22

[Education: Huahai University of Finance and Economics, E-commerce major, recent graduate]

[Family Background: Linhai County. Father: Office Director of a cardboard box factory. Mother: Director of a local street office.]

Hobbies: Fitness, playing basketball.

A young man from an ordinary family in a small town.

How did a resume that couldn't be simple pass several rounds of interviews at the group company?

Su Man's fingertips slid lightly across the touchpad, her eyes fixed on the information on the screen.

However, this person, whose background was as clean as a blank sheet of paper, was precisely delivered to her bed last night.

She recalled the moment she woke up in the hotel that morning.

A luxurious hotel room, clothes scattered about, and aches and pains all over my body.

And then there was the young man's undeniable domineering nature and the intense impact that completely captivated her.

She had lived for thirty years and had never had such an experience.

It has never been so out of control before.

She immediately realized that she had been tricked.